Light sat beside L slowly. He was staring at twenty-some-odd-monitors, sipping over-sweetened coffee slowly from a spoon.
"Fat penguin"
"Fat… wait what?" Light said incredulously.
"Just wanted to say something to break the ice" L said as he turned to face Light, his knees pulled to his chest in his peculiar way of sitting. He leaned forward, seemingly deep in thought.
"Okay" Light said slowly.
"Are you Jamaican?"
"no? " Light answered, playing along, could this be another test? He thought for a moment. "Why?"
"Cuz' you Jamaican me crazy" he said and shook his hands in the air. Light gaped at L's serious face.
"How much coffee did you drink???"
"If I could rearrange the alphabet, I would put 'u' and 'I' together" He paused, waiting for a response.
"Are you a parking ticket? Cuz' you got FINE written all over you" Light stood.
"L, I am going to get Watari"
"Like chocolate to the chocoholic, like alcohol to the alcoholic, you are the--"
"L, don't say it. I am serious" Light said defensively as L spun his chair to face him.
"you are the Light to the Lightoholic" He barely paused before continuing "Is your dad a baker??? Cuz' you got some nice buns!" Light glared and started to walk to the other side of the room. "Can I have your picture? Cuz'I wanna show santa what I want for Christmas"
"Enough!!" Light shouted, or attempted to shout over L's stream of bad pick up lines.
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L awoke with a start.
"What on earth was that" he muttered as he sat up, just as Light slid into the seat beside his. " Light I just had the strangest dream"
Light smirked.
"Are you Jamaican?" He asked as He wrapped an arm around L's shoulder. "Cause you Jamaican me crazy"